Thursday, 24 November 2011

My Break-Up

When my phone rang and I checked to see
it was Haruna calling, my heart missed a beat. As hard as it was, I had to
answer so I did. “We are here” He said. “Downstairs” he added. That was
yesterday, around lunchtime.

I went downstairs to meet them; Haruna
and Maame. She did not look particularly interesting like she used to be; maybe
I was not keenly looking at her. Or maybe my affection in her had left. I could
feel her pain though. I am not usually indifferent towards her.

I have always loved her, made it known
to every one of my Friends; even on Facebook, I have used her picture as my
profile picture before. I call her Maame Ama Pigia… Kindda hot if you ask me!
Now I was looking at her as though she was not there. Gosh how love can
evaporate.

Haruna told me to call him if there were
any issues and then he left. I looked at her fleetingly and went back to my
desk not caring what she did with her life out there. Oh I told her, I am glad
you are home Maame… and then I left…

The first thing I did was to print the
documents once I sat behind my PC. It broke my heart as I read it over. Do I
really want to break up with her?

We have walked with each other for two
years and spent some quality times together; both at Dansoman and Tema… Our
countless escapades, From Weija to Akosombo; Takoradi and all over.

Oh Maame Ama you bring tears to my
eyes.

I went out again, looked at her boldly in
the eyes and handed her the documents. Without a word, I rushed back into the office
before I broke down. I did not have, I must admit, the guts to stay and see her
reaction; I did not.

Soon it was 4:30pm; Work was over for
me so I left the office for my 2hour Journey to Community 25 off the Prampram-Aflao
Road. It was a quiet Journey with the Radio off. I quietly prayed for the
entire journey occasionally checking what’s up on Facebook. She stole a glance
at me and asked silently, “will you announce our break-up…”

“Yes I would put it on face book that
we broke up!” I concluded it for her. “The Patriarch George Sebastian broke up
with you”

She swallowed hard. Silence

When we got home, I was happy she was
finally home with me. She had been gone for months. Maame Ama! That was too
much. Do you know what I have been through all this while? The Sleepless
nights? Not knowing if you were ok? What you have been doing and all that?

I have been giving my friend and those
concerned flimsy excuses for your absence. Some I lied straight up to them. ‘Oh
we are doing well! But we were not! Maame!

All I knew she wanted to say was, ‘Baby,
it was not my fault.’ Yup I know it was not your fault but well you left!

I took the documents and I was certain
that was what I wanted to do. I opened the Right Back door and stuck the first
document there and I opened the tail gate and stuck the second one there. By
this time she was sobbing uncontrollably… “George Please Give me another
chance. Please. Do not watch these 2 years go away like that! George Please…”

But I would not have any of that…

I opened the Left Back door and stuck
the last document there… the divorce document!

I went a few steps back and looked at
how it looked on her… FOR SALE!!!
020******5 peeeerrrfect!

She wiped her tears and gave me the
look! “George you were not worthy of me! If you are selling me, fine! Guess
what, I also deserve a better owner!

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